When I first met you everything was great, but then it seemed like everything was getting fake. The smiles, the laughter was all I needed, then you picked up a bad habit & I told you to beat it. I tried to pick you up in the most craziest ways, I told you you didn't need it, that things arent better this way. But you didn't listen, no, you let it take over your body. You left your soul for months, this was no hobby. I cried, I screamed, I begged you to stop.  All the long sleepless nights didn't make you want to stop.